For "Moontouched".

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Challenge: You’ve stumbled on the trail of a local pack during the full moon. You try to double back and avoid them, but they cut you off. Now you're staring down a dozen wolves in the darkness. Are they friend or foe?

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She didn't know where they came from. But they stalked around her, like wraiths. Heavy breathing. Low, grumbling snarls. Half-garbled words.

Shivers chased up and down her spine. Who were they? She hadn't met many others. Save for that stranger who thought it had been a good idea to sharpen his claws on her gut. Micki rumbled, fur prickling and knuckles cracking. She wasn't a fighter - far from it.

SNAP!

Micki snarled, throat vibrating. "Leave me be!"

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Artist's Notes: Hm... Not sure if I'm as proud of this one. It gave me a hard time, and I wasn't sure where it was going for awhile. I may touch it up sometime down the way. I'm not so great with digital painting and all that jazz. D:

Micki, art © Samantha W. 2011.
Do not use without permission.